There is a Light at the End of the Tunnel

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Rather, there is a baby at the end of the tunnel! Thank goodness because I need some kind of reward for these past 9 months. I mean, I didn’t hate being pregnant the entire time. Some of it was cool- getting boobs for the first time; seeing him move around as the ultrasound tech showed us all his organs, spine, brain and face; feeling him kick for the first time. But, man, was I miserable from 6 months on. And what a newb I was! If I knew what I’d be going through in these last couple weeks maybe I wouldn’t have complained so much. Continue reading

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